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Turn back, O man,
forswear thy foolish ways.
Old now is earth,
and none may count her days.
Yet thou, her child,
whose head is crowned with flame,
Still wilt not hear
thine inner God proclaim,
“Turn back, O man,
forswear thy foolish ways.”
Earth might be fair,
and all men glad and wise.
Age after age their tragic empires rise,
Built while they dream,
and in that dreaming weep:
Would man but wake
from out his haunted sleep,
Earth might be fair
and all men glad and wise.
Earth shall be fair,
and all her people one:
Nor till that hour shall
God’s whole will be done.
Now, even now, once more
from earth to sky,
Peals forth in joy man’s
old undaunted cry—
“Earth shall be fair,
and all her folk be one!”
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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10 10 10 10 10
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Dates:
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1916,1919
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Bible Refs:
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1 Sa 13:13;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1954 | # 912 | | 1925 | # 197 | | 1931 | # 329 | | 1938 | # 332 | | 1971 | # 73 | | 1940 | # 536 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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OLD 124TH
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Meter:
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10 10 10 10 10
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1551
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 509 | F | | # 912 | F |
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